Don't you ever get it twisted, when weWalk in the club with that, shiny biscuitWe come in peace, for whoever, wanna kick itIt's the Goon Skwad, peace to Ruff Ryders, they down shiftingAnd pop them gears, fall back on they knees, and make itThe cops be coming round trying to get my goons a ticketIt's the Goon Skwad, when we in the spot, them games be doing thingsGetting my niggas, lick a shot and you might get shotSome people be falling down, trying to get to the topThem devils be wanting you to stop, giving you praiseMake us a lot, what you gonna do when you find yourself left on the blockGoon Skwad, it's the Goon Skwad, ah

Major figure niggas don't play that shitWe back to munching, we kill and spit, we like them thongsAnd them bras be on them chicks, Benzitos and them HummersAnd spoiler kits, Nikes and fitted hats, how them ballers getWomen be shaking they ass, flashing they titsNiggas be fronting and stunting, making you ball your fistsIn trouble with them Bloods and Crips, put depot niggasAnd them niggas who be slinging bricks, VD up in them timeMy niggas don't ever slip, fuck around and get your face whippedGoon Skwad, hit me on the hip, ready to flipComing hard, it's the Goon Skwad, Goon Skwad, it's the Gooon Skwad, ah